“What the actual hell?!” Goh let go of the blade at the last second and used the momentum from the swing to shoot through the air and sail a good distance away from that Nazuna. However, the other four Nazunas were positioned ready to intercept him.
“Like the Mohawks would say, ‘Wahoo! The game’s comin’ right to us!’”
“Whoa now. Ellie will get mad at’cha if ya copy how they speak. Not that I care.”
“I won’t care either!”
“You’re all me, so you’re supposed to care!”
The Nazunas bounded toward Goh like sighthounds, the broadswords they swung at him sharp enough to slice air molecules apart, and because he was still airborne, he was in a bad position to dodge the blades.
“I’ve had it with you little shits!” Goh yelled at them. Through sheer effort alone, he deftly evaded the blades in midair, and on top of that, managed to use his momentum to add more force to the direct hits he scored on each of the four Nazunas. In short, he was able to display all of his defensive and offensive capabilities in one single, seamless motion. Although he looked like a thuggish, rough-and-tumble brawler, the counters he was able to execute on the fly on the four proved he was leagues above most when it came to combat. Unfortunately for him, however, there were five Nazunas.
“Caught ya lookin’!” called out the fifth clone who had tossed him in the first place. It was only the briefest window of opportunity, but she wasn’t about to miss it, and she hammered Goh with her Prometheus, with the Master only just having enough time to raise his arms to shield himself. Goh yelped in pain as he was driven forcefully into the ground, although he managed to remain in one piece due to the extra strength he had concentrated in his arms. Goh got to his feet, spat out a mouthful of blood, and took up a stance in readiness of another attack.
“What an absolute shit show this is,” Goh snarled. “But I know those other four took a real beating, so if I can just knock ’em unconscious one by one—”
“Prometheus! Heal my reality!” shouted the four Nazunas in question.
“What?” Right before his eyes, each of his opponents swiftly healed themselves back to full strength, as if nothing had happened to them. And this was actually the case, since their Prometheuses had rewritten the present reality to become one where the damage had never existed in the first place. The Nazunas rubbed the spots where they had gotten hit and started complaining about the injuries they’d sustained.
“When I tried swinging my sword at him, I missed and got hit in the face,” the first Nazuna bemoaned. “And he actually broke my nose! Still, at least I fixed it with my sword!”
“I took one in the neck,” the second Nazuna griped. “He crushed it so bad, I couldn’t even speak.”
“He kicked me in the side of the face and put me to sleep,” the third grumbled.
“He kicked me too,” the last Nazuna whined. “I tried to put up my guard, but he twisted his leg like a snake and still got me. How does he fight so good when he’s still in the air like that?”
Goh had hit each of the four Nazunas as hard as he could while in midair, each blow having enough force to kill anyone who didn’t have the proper resistance stats. Goh knew he had caused enough damage to injure the Nazunas, but it appeared all that effort had gone to waste.
“Why the hell aren’tcha injured anymore?” Goh moaned. “Who the hell are you people, anyway?!”
All five Nazunas started responding to Goh, but true to their routine, they ended up having a conversation between themselves instead.
“I already told you I’m Nazuna!”
“Wait, did I introduce myself yet?”
“I must have! Didn’t I?”
“No, I don’t think ya did.”
“Well, in that case, I’ll just reintroduce myself,” the fifth clone declared. “I’m the SUR Level 9999 Ancestral Vampire Knight, Nazuna! I’m also super strong!”
At first, Goh couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Are they bluffing me? he wondered. No, they don’t give off that whiff. Plus, they don’t look smart enough for mind games, anyway. But come on. Level 9999?!
If the Nazunas were putting on an act, they were really committed to the bit, to say the least. No, the most plausible explanation was that they weren’t lying, and they really were Level 9999. Goh sighed long and hard in abject frustration at the situation he found himself in.
“Never in a million years did I think the witch would have a soldier with a maxed-out level,” Goh mumbled. “This can only mean the witch is at max level too. Does that mean C really does walk among us? Dammit! Why’d I get mixed up in this?!”
Goh’s mutterings were so incoherent to the Nazunas, all five cocked their heads and stared at the Master, and while this synchronized action was exceedingly adorable in its own right, it didn’t make Goh feel any better about his plight. When he was finally all done grousing, Goh steeled himself by taking a single breath so deep, even the Nazunas sensed a change in the atmosphere. The consummate hand-to-hand fighter that he was, Goh was employing the ibuki breathing technique used by karate specialists, but since the Nazunas had no clue what they were witnessing, they simply crouched down with their Prometheuses pointed at the Master out of an abundance of caution. Goh also assumed a fighting stance for the first time in the battle. The air around the six combatants was electric, and the Nazunas felt like they were about to be fried by the ambient energy coursing around them.
“Ah, that’s the stuff...” Goh sighed happily. “Gotta hand it to you: You’re the first real opponents I’ve faced in a long while. I’m not stupid like Daigo and Gira, but I do like to cut loose and put it all on the mat on rare occasions.”
He stared down the five Nazunas with an intensity he hadn’t shown in years. “I’ll show all of you overpowered freaks the full extent of my martial art skills!”